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he talks about you in his sleep

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whats new with me? oh lots. lots of nothing of importance so that’s good i guess.

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guess who won.

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very nice people. last night turned out fun. i met a dude at the bar. he had an accent. i don’t do accents.

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boehmer’s all seriously raymi, what are you doing? i was so overdressed too. embarrassing. oh well. i have a new game tactic for dating. i’m going in with no feelings. not boyfriend hunting so i’m embracing all the players now and enjoying their bullshit for what it is. short-lived, a way to pass time while i talk about myself at lightning speed drinking on their dime.

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this is the other half of boehmer. they’re working on their newest restaurant right now. these are who i look to for inspiration. man i am looking good eh.

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paul also said i should be blogging for the greater good, japan stuff not just about me and my stupid crap. well that’s nice and all coming from an established successful business dude but i am my own charity right now so one day when i am lounging in a hammock sippin’ on tang i’ll get one of my assistants to donate money to whatever disaster next hits the planet and while we’re at it people, this planet is a finite resource so start cleaning up after yourselves jesus christ.

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the thing is i am sick of myself too but this is the little hole i have pigeoned myself into so what batter’s up next will always be me-centric. i cannot even have a vacation from me ok think how i must be feeling somedays, ugh, just shut up please (me) oh no wait i can’t.

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the guy i met was a mathematician, like, the complete opposite of what i am. he goes yeah that’s right i like it. i almost said well i don’t but i was nice. i almost came right out and said you know, i am feeling nothing here cos i was finding it hard to pay attention to what he was saying while i was busy pretending to listen (it’s harder to pretend to be listening you may as well just actually fucking listen) and text people simultaneously. rude i know but i was pissed he didn’t look like his photos he used flattering huge jaw angles to win me over.

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he gave a shit about drinks though so that was good. i saw him out and stuck around to drink with the boys at the bar. i just cannot stand accents like, at all. only the irish british ones. am i a racist? i just can’t get over having to enunciate and hyper-focus on someone i’m not attracted to when i can’t fucking understand what they are saying. they’re way better over text, intelligent, thoughtful but in person the translation is all lost. i am attracted to meat and potatoes men. it changes from day to day. i need an alpha guy. yeah, i can’t be the alpha i need someone to beat me at everything.

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i’m going to die a spinster. in a spinster house. i am fine with that. what am i even searching for?

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i just had an epiphany yesterday about all this, maybe i was drunk on pre-spring or something but i realized i really do no want to be tied down right now. i’m never going to be 27 28 again? i should enjoy young boys while i can right? why should i limit myself? how mad at myself am i going to be when i am 40 if i blow this now? so, your hero for the next little while (until everything goes to shit again) has decided to become a taker. like a man. oh what’s that you misplaced something? no you didn’t actually, because i took it. it’s mine now. raymi the taker. i go in to dates thinking i am going to fall in love with them but the fun ends one to two weeks in when you realize they won’t stop saying ANYWAYS (not a word, no S required!!!!!) and then you rinse and repeat with another. IF you want this minx you must staple me down into your heart and do some serious mind fucking and endearing obsessive fixating on me and babysit me when i am hungover and then you must realize that this show never stops. ever. it might even get worse.

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they can say all the mean things about me they want, to me or their friends but if they think they can try to tie me down or give me any shit this is who they are dealing with little miss 590. almost at 600 well i definitely surpassed it cos i’ve opened lots to make fun of on my tumblr so yeah buddy, back the fuck off. this is like being proud of eating glue in kindergarten don’t worry i know this.

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and i don’t quite know what i am looking at here but this is where i will be for the night in relaxo pants and i’ll crack out my vintage one piece for the hot tub too. just kidding i will be a la buff.

24 thoughts on “he talks about you in his sleep

  1. UNRELATED comment (sorry!) but I had a dream that you had a party and introduced a brunette girl as your assistant and everyone clapped for what seemed like forever. Proof I read your blog way too much. x

  2. Raymi the taker. Sounds scary in a sublimely wonderful way. Combined with those fucking hot nails makes you into a reptilian Apex predator.

    Hot Tub = Jealousy
    Rebly

  3. mark twain: “Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do.” know this … lol

  4. i’m pretty sure there is another name that gets bandied about regarding girls who “don’t limit” themselves, enjoy “young boys while they can” and then “rinse and repeat” and that name is usually not a “taker”, at least where i come from… just saying?

  5. hans is right, its the things that you didn’t do

    I don’t think you should settle down unless its spectacular on all levels

    And if it was the right fit, you wouldn’t want to just be a taker, it would be give and take

    funny how you thought the guys jaw angles drew you in,
    and then bam
    the accent killed it!

  6. P.S. whats going on in Japan is horrific and heart wrenching
    but we get saturated with film and commentary daily

    a moment with Raymi is a welcome reprieve

  7. You may understand that you have about 2 years to re brand this soap you’re selling. A 30 something party girl will be pathetic-full stop. Also wonder why it is you appear to lack a healthy sense of shame…

  8. hey man i’m just living my life this isnt a fucking brand or image thing but thanks for the two year plan and looking out for my future. do you know how much happens in three months? tons. by the time i’m 30 i will be filthy rich. also there are tons more party blogger chicks older than me out there givin it harder so, your jealousy under the guise of snotty bitch girl advice should be directed at those blogs. sincerely, have a nice day and i’m still 27 so eat it. i write to you from a beeeautiful log palace up north and it is awesome. hot tub, young clean cut dude, fire chimney stove big screen tv, gorgeous expansive property, braveheart’s on, good coffee… what were you saying again?

  9. I was saying that if you were really ok you would have blown off my comment. I was saying that you appear to lack a healthy sense of shame. Operative word there is healthy. Filthy rich? Well you may be half way there. Listen, Raymi, folks “follow” Charlie Sheen and that dumpy little piss tank Snooki. Is that what you’re willing to be? It does not project well into the future and instead of coming on with your well-practiced and clearly false “I don’t give a shit” pose, take what is useful and shut the fuck up. Right? Or wrong?

  10. Ha, great response Raymi. Anyone who thinks this is just a party girl blog hasn’t been paying attention.

  11. Make sure you don’t select on of those timemaybetough guys on the dating site
    classic abuser
    negative criticizer
    angry rager personality
    ignoring all of your writing & obvious talents

    they pick a tiny piece of fear in the victim and use that to shame and blame

    publicly too

    a bully hiding behind a PC

  12. I wish I was more of a taker when I had a chance. Take well while you can little taker and tell me your raunchy tales.

    But avoid the land where “ummmm” is from. They’ll call you bad words.

    xo

  13. Thanks mom. You answer the question about healthy shame every time to come surfing in on your kid’s wave with the quasi-bullshit psycho babble learned from the paperbacks you purchase at chapters. Classic? Try these classics on: narcisstic personality, borderline personality. Bullshit artists cut from the same cloth..

  14. Timemaybetough sounds like a royal twat. Ummmm does too.

    I wasn’t aware that our lives had specific time-lines and guidelines to be followed. How boring and pathetic for those who do because they think they have to.

    I’m going to be 43 in about 2 weeks. Should I be driving a fucking minivan and having drinks with my other married “lady friends” once every 2 months while we chuckle about the foibles of marriage? PUKE. and P.S. Timemaybetough your advice is garbage. As is your nickname.

    Don’t worry about one day being 40 and men. A lot of us (and I’m sure you’ll be one of them) can still pull in the twenty somethings if we want to. We may not want to, but we still can.

  15. timemaybetough try this: fucking off and uninvesting your time and thought on other people’s lives who never fucking asked for your opinions. your sour grapes are showing and now fade into obscurity please thank you we don’t care what you have to say. time is short, you choose to make it tough, that’s your choice.

  16. I’m embarrassed for them actually. They immediately ran over to MY blog to insult my comment here like a whiny little bitch. It’s sad really. timemaybetough, I highly doubt any man could tolerate you, although it is entirely possible you are married and stuck in a sad little situation nagging some poor husband within an inch of his pathetic life and living through your children’s soccer and dance classes.

  17. Ha , couldn’t even tell if that was a man or a woman

    Definitely a poor soul full of rage and anger
    You don’t need to read books to understand a name calling bully abuser, your way too obvious

    As for narcassistic, borderline personality disorder,
    you are probably all those things. I’m sure your shrink has diagnosed you.

    Go find a hobby and try and make yourself happy instead of trolling around with your poison pen.
    It will bring you out of your sick self.

  18. We went to Tin Cup burlington
    I went home after that but Lovely Lois went on to Coach & 4 and Barb went on to Boston Manor
    pictures at 11:00

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